"Dr. Davies Miller." She moaned my name as my semen pumped up into her. Her cunt clenched as her orgasm hit.
I could feel each time my thick length contracted, sending a squirt of semen into her.
She rode it out, slowly moving up and down, taking all of me as she shouted out her orgasm. Squeezing me harder and harder, she tensed up at her peak.
I held her hips and tried to breathe, letting her ride it out.
After a few seconds, she fell back on top of me, a sweaty heap lying across my body.
I wrapped my arms around her, holding her to me, kissing her neck as we both tried to catch our breath.
It was intense and incredibly hot, and I don't know how long I lay there, holding her, trying to recover.
After a few moments, I kissed her shoulder and told her it was time. "It's probably ready by now."
"I'm anxious."
"I'll be right there with you the entire time." I smiled against her skin and squeezed her tighter, letting her know I was never going anywhere.
She took a deep breath and nodded, and I got us both up off the floor. I took her by the hand and led her to the master bathroom.
My Duchess was a few steps behind me as I pulled her to the sink with me. "You realize the test indicated we only needed to wait sixty seconds, don't you?"
I felt the confident grin appear on my face, and I turned to look at her. "Yes, and I told you sixty-nine sounded like a better idea, and that's how we ended up on the floor. You didn't object much, if I recall." She blushed a little, and I moved in to kiss her.
These past weeks have been absolute heaven. I didn't know love like this could be real, and each day I was happier and happier.
It's only been about six weeks total since I first laid eyes on her, but I felt then what I feel now. I feel like I'm home.
When we left the lawyers that day, we went straight to the estate and got her things.
There was plenty of time to go through the house and figure out what she wanted to do with it, but in that moment, we both wanted one thing, and that was to have her living with me.
I wanted her in our bed forever, and whatever it took to do that, that's what we did.
I asked her a couple of times what kind of wedding she wanted, and she finally decided she wanted to do something small in our home.
We got married in the backyard under the old oak tree.
She wore her grandmother's wedding dress, which was classic and simple. And she had her god brother, Dan walk her down our makeshift aisle.
Max, the friend from the garage was my best man, and surprisingly, Sheryl White asked Joey to be her maid of honor.
Over the past weeks, they've grown really close, and I think it has something to do with Joey being important to Dan.
Neither of us cared about a big wedding or anything fancy.
So we kept it simple. We just wanted something for us, and to make it legal.
And I wanted to make sure the rings were exchanged.
She wears the ring her grandma gave me, and I wear a simple gold band. People tell me it's dangerous to wear one while working at the gynaecology department, but I think it'd be more dangerous not to wear one.
I don't want anyone thinking I'm not taken by the most beautiful woman in the world.
I wear it with pride, and if you ask me about my wife, you better get comfortable.
I've got a long list of what I love about her. I couldn't be happier.
Standing in the bathroom, I broke our kiss to reach over and grab the pregnancy test.
I didn't look at it, just held it out for her to take. Her nervous fingers took it from me, and she held it, hesitating.
I pulled her naked body close to mine, wrapping her up and kissing her forehead. "Turn it over, Sheryl White."
She turned over the pregnancy test, and we looked down, seeing the blue plus sign. I felt my heart nearly burst with love, knowing that we made a baby together.
I knew at some point it would happen, but seeing the test made it so much more real. I felt myself smile from ear to ear, and I looked down to see Sheryl White shed a few tears.
I kissed them away, scooping her up and carrying her to our bed.
Laying her down, I crawled in beside her, resting my hand on her belly. I felt a tear slip free from my eye, and she leaned in to kiss it away, just as I did to her.
I was overflowing with happiness, and it was coming out in the form of tears.
"Thank you for making me so happy,my Duchess." I held her to me and thought about how perfect everything was.
I would fight to the death to keep this love, and I'll never let anything come between me and my family. "I love you and our baby so much."
"We love you, too, Dr. Davies Miller."
She put her hand over mine, and we lay there talking about baby names and what kind of nursery we wanted. I didn't care what she chose, as long as she was happy.
I'm just glad I'm the lucky son of a bitch she chose to take along for the ride.